Sam emptied their bags from the car. As he approached the room, he passed the motel housekeeping cart. He knocked for Dean to let him in.
A small voice asked, "Honey, I can let you in. Did you forget your key?"
Sam turned to answer. Without looking down, he could only see the top of her head, or rather her hair, which was high enough to add three inches to her actual height of five feet.
She was dressed in a pale blue, snap front, shapeless uniform. The nametag read 'Rosa'
Sam smiled, "No ma'am, my brother is inside. But, thank you."
She smiled back. "What a polite young man. Your mother must be so proud." When Sam didn't respond, she added, "Oh. I'm sorry." As she patted his arm, she said, "I'll be by later to check on you two."
Rosa pushed her cart down the pavement as the door opened and Dean asked, "Who's your friend?"
Sam walked in, without speaking, shutting the door behind him.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Dean peeked through the curtains and saw the cart.
"It's your girlfriend, Sammy." Sam opened the door.
"Hi honey. I've come to see if you boys need anything."
Sam shook his head and thanked her. She handed him fresh towels and said she would come back later.
Some time later, there was a knock on the door. This time, Dean answered. Rosa smiled before she spoke.
"You must be the brother."
He answered, "Yes, ma'am but we don't need anything.".
She looked past Dean and spoke.
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay and to let you know that I'm going off duty.. "
Sam asked Rosa to excuse his brother and wished her goodnight.
They worked for another hour, making notes and checking websites for information on their case. They decided to go for dinner and left their work as is.
They showered and changed, tossing aside what clothes they didn't need. They went out for dinner leaving the room a mess.
Dean always used the privacy sign to discourage housekeeping. But, not usually at night. When Sam questioned him, he answered, "In case that woman comes back."
Sam reminded his brother that Rosa was only doing her job. Besides, she was off duty. Dean put the tag on the doorknob.
As Sam neared the door, on their return, he asked Dean, "Did you forget the 'do not disturb' sign?"
"Dude, do I ever forget the 'do not disturb' sign?" Looking at the door, he added, "Hey, it's not there!"
"No kidding, Captain Obvious."
Sam finds the door locked. They draw their guns as Sam turns the key. He lets the door swing open and Dean flips the light switch by reaching around the doorjamb. A visual sweep produces nothing but awe.
The room is spotless. The beds are made, the papers are neatly arranged and the haphazard tossing of clothing is a nicely folded stack. They look at each other; neither one speaks.
Entering the room, Sam returns his gun to his waistband. Dean does not. They scan the room not knowing what to look for.
They find it on the nightstand between the beds.
The note reads, 'You boys looked like you could use this.'
Dean's expression was like a kid on Christmas morning as he exclaimed, "Pie!"